As soon as Qi An said this, the entire ward became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The two young police officers, who had only been working for a short time, had their eyes light up. Finally, a big case had come their way.
Their jurisdiction is small, and the two of them usually only deal with trivial family matters such as old men fighting, old women faking accidents, and cheating on their partners.
This is the first time I've encountered such a major case as murder.
"Tell me in detail."
The doctor couldn't hold back any longer and interjected, "There's still someone unconscious on the ground. Can we save that person first?"
"Okay, we'll talk about it later. Let's save people first."
Seeing Song Bin's miserable state, the police officer frowned and said to Qi An, "You went too far. If he gets a medical examination and sues you, you won't be able to escape charges of intentional assault."
Qi An crossed his arms, nonchalantly saying, "Oh, no, we're a married couple. At most it's domestic violence. I'll just apologize to him."
police:"……"
"Besides..." Qi An rubbed his hands together and asked with a smile:
"Officer, is a split anus considered a minor injury or a serious injury?"
Police officer: "..."
It doesn't seem to be mentioned in the book.
Song Bin was lifted onto a stretcher, and Qi An reminded him, "Doctor, he's fine. Just take him to the proctology department to get a few stitches."
Everyone looked at Song Bin's bright red buttocks and fell silent.
I see.
So Song Bin went to the proctology department again. His chrysanthemum, which had only been stitched up a few hours earlier, had turned into a rotten, trumpet-shaped mess.
His ravaged little chrysanthemum was sewn back on, this time with more than twenty stitches.
Song Bin's shouts could be heard throughout the entire hospital.
His front was also badly injured by Qi An's kicks; one of his testicles was broken, and the doctor had no choice but to remove it.
After the doctor described the injury, everyone looked at Qi An with a complicated expression, especially the men, who all seemed to feel pain somewhere.
Boss Qi resolutely refused to accept being staged for an accident.
"It's not my fault. He was never good enough to begin with, everyone in the country knows that. As for what happened later, he did it himself by finding a wild duck, and he had to get over a dozen stitches."
She added, feeling wronged, "It was my money that was spent on hiring the male prostitutes."
Everyone was speechless.
What a tragic case of a wronged child.
The police officer coughed lightly, skipped the family dispute, and asked for key information.
"You say he hired someone to kill you, what evidence do you have?"
Qi An sneered: "Of course. Every penny he spends is mine. I can receive bank notifications for any large expenditures."
“A few days ago, he suddenly transferred one million to an unknown account. Immediately afterwards, the wire work on set had a problem. If I hadn’t been lucky, he would have inherited the estate by now.”
"Do you think I should suspect her?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This...this is too much of a coincidence.
The director exclaimed excitedly, "I knew it! I've been making films for decades and have never had a safety accident. Someone must have deliberately tampered with it."
The assistant director added, "I even gave those production assistants a good scolding, thinking they hadn't done their job properly."
The female lead stomped her foot in anger: "You dog of a man, it's one thing to live off a woman, but you also want to kill Sister Qiong."
The police officer said sternly, "We will investigate this thoroughly."
By simply checking his bank statements, one can find out who he transferred the money to.
"No need for that."
Qi An took out Song Bin's phone, found a number, and dialed it directly.
Two seconds later, the bell rang in the hand of a police officer.
To be precise, it was the cell phone in the transparent evidence bag in his hand that rang, its shattered screen flashing.
The two police officers exchanged a glance and exclaimed in surprise, "It's him?"
That was the cell phone of the man who fell off the cliff and had just died.
Qi An waved his phone: "Alright, my suspicions have been confirmed. The rest is up to you."
When Song Bin woke up, he found himself wearing a silver bracelet and handcuffed to the hospital bed.
He struggled desperately, the handcuffs rattling, and the pain from his injuries made him want to die.
"Let me go? Why are you arresting me?"
Two police officers stood by the bed, expressionless, and said to him, "Song Bin, you are suspected of intentional homicide and have been arrested."
Song Bin was stunned at first, then he started crying and laughing like a madman, his wound bursting open and staining his hospital gown red.
It's over, it's all over.
Upon hearing that Song Bin wanted to see her, Qi An was about to go over when the rest of the crew quickly stopped her.
The female lead said, "Sister Qiong, don't go. What's the point of talking to that heartless Chen Shimei?"
The male protagonist frowned: "He must be trying to get forgiveness. After all, they are husband and wife, and it was attempted murder. If Sister Qiong is willing to issue a letter of forgiveness, he can probably get a lighter sentence."
The director and assistant director also disagreed.
"Xiao Zhou, you mustn't be soft-hearted."
Qi An smiled at everyone: "Don't worry, I'm just here to see the joke. The word 'forgiveness' doesn't exist in my dictionary."
Only by being vengeful and repaying kindness with kindness can one achieve anything.
In Song Bin's ward, two policemen stood guard at the door. They habitually said to Qi An, "Be careful when you go in. Call us if anything happens."
Having just finished giving the instructions, he suddenly remembered something and changed his words, saying, "Remember, you absolutely must not beat the suspect."
Qi An: "..."
I really just wanted to see a joke.
Before Qi An could even speak after entering, Song Bin burst into tears and revealed his true feelings.
Now, there's no need for pretense anymore.
"Wife, wife, I'm so sorry. It's all that bitch Yang Xi's fault. We were so happy together, it's all her fault..."
Qi An stood by his bedside, tilted his head and smiled, "What did you say? I don't understand. And who is Yang Xi?"
With one hand cuffed, Song Bin used the other to grab Qi An.
Qi An took a step back: "Don't touch me, I'm dirty."
"Honey, stop pretending. I know you remember everything. I'm sorry. I was out of my mind for a moment. Luckily, you're alright."
"Honey, please forgive me this time. As long as you're willing to write a letter of forgiveness, I'll be out soon. We can start over, and I'll make it up to you in everything I can."
Qi An chuckled: "Compensate me? With what? What do you have?"
Song Bin froze.
Yes, what does he have? Everything he owns was given to him by Zhou Qiong.
"I...I will make it up to you with my love. I will only love you and I will take care of you from now on."
Qi An laughed loudly: "How will you support me? By selling yourself?"
"Oh, right, I forgot to mention..."
Qi An leaned closer to him and whispered, "You've chosen the wrong profession. You shouldn't be in music; you should be a gigolo. You might earn more than Britney Spears."
Upon hearing this name, Song Bin's eyes widened to their maximum size.
How did you know... it was you? Did you get me killed?
Qi An shook his head: "Nonsense, I didn't harm you. You ordered it yourself. Who forced you to go to a prostitute?"
Song Bin trembled with anger, and Qi An continued, "I'm not like you, a filthy worm in the gutter. I'm an upright person, and I do everything face to face."
Qi An reminded him with a mischievous grin, "Big Brother, it's time to take your medicine."
Song Bin felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and instantly understood everything.
It turns out that all the humiliation and torment he had suffered these past few days was caused by this venomous woman.
He grabbed a glass from the bedside table, intending to smash it against Qi An, but Qi An grabbed his wrist, rendering him unable to move.
Qi An leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Compared to what you and Yang Xi did to me, this is nothing. You two are not worthy of Zhou Qiong's sincerity and kindness."
"Debts must be repaid, and murderers must pay with their lives. You owe Zhou Qiong, so pay with your lives."
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